Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

The wind and rain come quickly and go away quickly.

After the rain stopped and the sky cleared, the people on the top of the mountain hurriedly dispersed, leaving only Mu Qingyuan and Jian Zhinian in the cave.

Jian Zhinian hurriedly took off his coat, returned it to Mu Qingyuan, and changed back into his own clothes.

"You didn't catch a cold?"

Both of them were caught in the rain. It was windy on the top of the mountain and it was easy to catch a cold.

Mu Qingyuan shook his head and said, "It's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing.

Jian Zhinian said anxiously: "You said you were fine, but you must have caught a cold!"

He suddenly reached out and held Mu Qingyuan's hand. His palms were cold and wet.

"Let's get down the mountain quickly."

Jian Zhinian simply took Mu Qingyuan's hand and walked down the mountain together.

It is said that going up a mountain is easy but going down is difficult.

Jian Zhixing was in a hurry to go down the mountain, so he inevitably quickened his pace, but the person behind him didn't seem to be in a hurry and took each step neither fast nor slow.

Jian Zhinian was worried that he would be cold, and was anxious, wishing he could get to the foot of the mountain right away. Suddenly, on a steep slope, the mountain road was slippery, and Jian Zhinian slipped. He screamed and fell sideways...

"careful!--"

Mu Qingyuan walked forward quickly, wanting to reach out and hug the person.

Unexpectedly, he underestimated his physical condition. The sudden sharp pain in his knee made him stagger. He had to support the weight of two people by himself, and his body bent uncontrollably and fell down...

The mountain road was not wide, and there were grass, branches and trees on both sides. The two of them immediately rolled into a ball. In a panic, Mu Qingyuan only had time to raise his hand to grab the back of Jian Zhinian's head and press him against his chest.

The two of them rolled slightly towards the edge of the forest and were blocked by the trees. Jian Zhinian only heard a muffled sound, and after his body stabilized, he quickly climbed up.

"Mu Qingyuan, are you okay?"

Mu Qingyuan half leaned against a tree trunk, his lips turned pale, and he didn't move for a long time.

Jian Zhinian was panicked, squatted down to check, and asked anxiously: "Where is the injury?"

Mu Qingyuan shook his head and extended his hand to Jian Zhinian: "Give me a hand."

Jian Zhinian pulled the man up with all his strength, and just as he was about to squat down to check on Mu Qingyuan's injuries, someone grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up again.

"Let's go, don't delay." Mu Qingyuan urged.

Jian Zhinian regretted it so much that he said, "If I had known it was going to rain, I wouldn't have come to climb the mountain."

Mu Qingyuan followed behind him, chuckling, looking a little embarrassed.

"You're still laughing and you're covered in mud..." Jian Zhinian became even angrier.

Mu Qingyuan felt that the person in front of him had obviously grown a few years older, but had become more lively and lovely.

It’s much better than before.

Jian Zhinian is really pursuing him with all her heart.

Although, so clumsy.

On the way down the mountain, Jian Zhinian was concerned about the slippery road and did not dare to speed up.

Mu Qingyuan has always been like that. Occasionally when there is a guardrail on the side of the road, he will hold on to it carefully and take every step seriously.

The moment he sat back in the car, Mu Qingyuan leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes, wanting to rest for a while, but his throat felt itchy from time to time and he couldn't help coughing.

While driving, Jian Zhinian paid attention to Mu Qingyuan's expression. This man's attitude towards him was hot and cold. When he got a little closer, he could feel Mu Qingyuan's resistance.

Were you hurt when he tripped you just now?

I seemed to have a slight cough yesterday, and it must have gotten worse after today's rain.

On the way back, Jian Zhinian drove quite fast. When he arrived in the city, he stopped the car at a drugstore, bought some medicine to ward off the cold and relieve cough, and handed it to Mu Qingyuan.

Seeing his concerned look, Mu Qingyuan ate in silence.

Soon, the two arrived at the underground parking lot of the community. Jian Zhinian quickly got out of the car, walked around to the passenger seat, and opened the door for Mu Qingyuan.

Mu Qingyuan didn't move for a while because of the pain in his leg, but he didn't expect Jian Zhinian to open the car door for him.

"Get out of the car, I'll help you." His tone was quite fierce.

Mu Qingyuan raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Jian Zhinian didn't care and just reached out to move Mu Qingyuan's legs.

Mu Qingyuan raised his hand to block it and said, "He's not disabled."

Having said that, he was no longer stubborn. He held Jian Zhinian's arm and got out of the car with a frown.

In the elevator, Mu Qingyuan put one arm on Jian Zhinian's shoulder, distributing some of his body weight, and the pressure on his knees was immediately relieved a lot.

Jian Zhinian was upset and didn't say anything.

After entering the house and putting the person on the sofa, Jian Zhinian immediately squatted down and tried to roll up Mu Qingyuan's trouser legs.

Mu Qingyuan stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Don't move."

Jian Zhinian waved his hand to open his palm, and said in a bad tone: "Mu Qingyuan, how long are you going to be so stubborn? I won't move, but you can tell me where you are hurt."

"Nothing is hurt...hiss..."

When Jian Zhinian saw the red and swollen knees with slight bloodstains from friction, he took a breath.

"Is it that serious? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

How on earth did this man insist on going down the mountain? Jian Zhinian was heartbroken.

I reached out and rolled up his other trouser leg, and sure enough, it was also red and swollen.

"Go to the hospital!"

Jian Zhinian didn't even have time to take off his coat before he stood up and prepared to take Mu Qingyuan to the hospital.

Mu Qingyuan grabbed the man and said, "Calm down, these are just external injuries, and they weren't caused by me pulling you just now! There's some medicinal wine in the cabinet over there, apply some hot compress and rub it with the medicinal wine, the swelling will go away in two days."

Jian Zhinian stood beside the sofa, one of his arms was grabbed by Mu Qingyuan. He turned his head away and stood there stubbornly, biting his lip, not moving, and persisting silently.

"Go get the medicinal wine, huh?"

Mu Qingyuan's voice was gentle, with a hint of coaxing.

Jian Zhinian's eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs: "When did you get hurt?"

Mu Qingyuan didn't want to say it.

Jian Zhinian said angrily: "I told you to go hiking and you went. Are you stupid? I, I don't particularly like hiking..."

He said he wanted to go hiking because he thought Mu Qingyuan liked it. He wanted to ask him out to relax him and make him happy.

I wanted to take advantage of the high mountains, few people and the vast wilderness to say "I'm sorry" to him.

No wonder Mu Qingyuan hesitated for a moment when he suggested going hiking.

No wonder he followed slowly behind us all the way up the mountain and didn't sit down even when he reached the top.

Even last night's affair, he had not been in bed...

Because I already had an injury on my knee.

"Mu Qingyuan, can you tell me, why do so many people know about your affairs, but only hide everything from me?..."

Facing Jian Zhinian's angry questioning, Mu Qingyuan's expression gradually turned cold and he let go of Jian Zhinian's hand.

"Jian Zhinian, who do you think you are? Why should you care about my business? Why should I tell you my business?"

Jian Zhinian's face turned pale instantly. Who is he? He is not even an ex-boyfriend...

Now he is at most a kept canary?

Can't he tell the identity of the sponsor just because of his sponsor's disapproval?

Is Mu Qingyuan going to tell him this?

In an instant, the feeling of powerlessness surged from my heart to my eyes.

Jian Zhinian blinked and said, "Don't move yet. I'll get you some medicinal wine."

The medicinal wine in the medicine box had been opened, and only half of the bottle was left. Jian Zhinian walked back to the sofa and spoke first: "Lean in a little, I'll rub it for you."

Mu Qingyuan looked at him and stretched out his hand, saying, "Give me the medicinal wine, I'll do it myself."

Jian Zhinian unscrewed the medicinal wine, bent down and squatted, his calmness unable to suppress his resentment: "The sponsor has paid for it, so rubbing legs and serving the sponsor is quite suitable for me to do, don't you think?"